After bidding farewell to the Secret Guest, the cloak took Deathstroke directly from the Hell Border back to the battlefield.
At this moment, the battle between Dormammu and Omar was still ongoing. Faltin had become a spectator, struggling to prevent his domain from being shattered.
Seeing Deathstroke, who had been struck away by Dormammu, now returned unscathed from the outside, even though she was an elemental creature, a black hole appeared where her mouth should be on her glowing face.
She was very surprised; in fact, she could say she didn't understand at all.
This world was too crazy; a Celestial Father Level Dormammu couldn't kill an ordinary human with no energy fluctuations?
Indeed, the path of matter is the right one. Fortunately, she realized her mistake and returned...
Watching the two Black Flame Giants exchange heavy blows infused with law and energy, Su Ming just waved his hand to greet Faltin before charging once again between the giants.
Just like before, he took out a golden Big Horn: "Dormammu, you're useless! Kneel and beg for mercy, and I'll spare your life!"
Needless to say, Dormammu, with just a few moves, once again struck Deathstroke flying out, disappearing from everyone's sight.
But Faltin was somewhat puzzled. Dormammu's spatial abilities, dark matter, shock waves, and magic — Deathstroke evaded all of them.
Except when Dormammu used energy beams, Deathstroke seemed to voluntarily rush up to be struck away. What did that mean?
..........
The same plot seemed to repeat again, with Deathstroke enveloped in a purple energy pillar, smiling as he adjusted his flight direction. This time, the target was another of Dormammu's neighbors.
It was a purple dimension, where everything was purple, not the deep purple preferred by demons after blood dries, but a tender, pinkish purple like a Barbie Doll — a dimension that appeared a little 'gay'.
In this dimension, the sky was purple, the ground was purple, and the creatures moving inside were all purple, yet their lord was... green.
This place was called the Purple Dimension, from afar it's like a purple mountain range dividing the void, solemnly spanning the purple plain. The lord here is Aggamon, and from his color, you can tell he's an outsider.
Aggamon and Diablo are collectively known as the 'Lords of the Netherworlds.' How should one say it? The name sounds quite domineering, but the miserly ones are actually the two of them.
Being a Dimension Lord is like being an eSports player; being weak is Original Sin. On the third level, Aggamon and Diablo are the weakest.
The Purple Dimension is known for its various powerful Magic Gems, treasures that many mages in the Main Dimension Earth dream of, yet in this dimension, they're just pebbles under riverbeds.
The Main Dimension Earth rarely produces energy gems naturally. Most of the gemstones featured in various magical artifacts or treasures come from the Purple Dimension, stolen by other Demon Gods or Lords of Hell from Aggamon in ancient times and later given or traded to Earth's followers.
Aggamon's abilities lean towards the Manufacturing System, with a concept of 'Fertility.' His dimension has no shortage of treasures.
A Demon God with low combat power, possessing an ability to create treasures that everyone envies. His past was nothing but miserable.
If not for being spared by stronger beings like Dormammu to continuously extort protection money from him, he wouldn't have survived until a better situation arose.
The turn for the better was brought about by the appearance of Diablo.
Diablo was also a young Dimension Lord, arguably from the same era as The Ancient One, even though their relationship wasn't great.
He was a Peruvian witch doctor from a few hundred years ago, who loved turning people into stone statues for fun, also adept at creating Voodoo Corpse, known as 'Spirit Eater.' He assembled them into an army and unified Peru, with plans to expand his dominion further.
In the end, maybe it was due to a defeat against The Ancient One, or maybe he overplayed himself, but he ended up falling into multiple dimensions.
But fate did not abandon him; he landed in the Split Domain layer, and luck was on his side, as he found himself in an ownerless small dimension.
He ruled over it, absorbing energy from the dimension, understanding the rules of atmospheric and earth elements, and became a Dimensional Demon God, also abandoning the flesh, adopting a new Demon God form akin to the large stone Moai statues of Easter Island, but with a body and limbs.
He's skilled in combat, not to mention his various dark magic involving the dead and souls. He mastered rules of atmospheric system and earth element, capable of animating stones, and creating creatures called 'Window Monster,' a type of Stone Giant Divine Soldier.
Besides that, his greatest forte is the Ah Q Spirit.
Thrown into the Third Dimension, instead of thinking about returning to Earth, he felt his new dimension was quite good.
As everyone knows, the Magic Side has five known layers of dimensions; he named his dimension 'Sixth Dimension' to showcase his uniqueness, implying it's higher than the others.
Thinking this way, he felt content; his dimension was stronger than others, why go back?
As for not seizing the title of Supreme Mage in the Main Dimension, he didn't care. He self-proclaimed himself as the 'Supreme Mage' of the Sixth Dimension—he had no connection with Emperor Vishanti, he just wanted that title.
He was previously called 'Peruvian Tyrant,' now 'Sixth-Dimensional Supreme Mage.' Changing the title felt much better, even making those voodoo corpses and stone men worship him daily.
With that, he felt happy again.
Unfortunately, the Ah Q Spirit isn't combat ability. His power on the Third Dimension's level was still lacking; it was difficult to stay happy consistently. Atmospheric and earth element abilities were awkward in void space combat, quickly becoming the lowest level consumed by tiny creatures.
But after being bullied by Demon Gods for a period, he accidentally befriended the wealthy Aggamon, the two discovered each other's abilities complemented their own.
Aggamon could manifest super gemstones or minerals rich in energy, while Diablo specialized in using stones to manufacture Giant Divine Soldiers, they hit it off.
From then on, one was responsible for logistical support, desperately creating gems; the other provided military power, focused on massing an army.
Needless to say, their efforts indeed made life much better; a self-sustaining high-level energy army of infinite super stone statues really helped the allies establish a foothold.
Su Ming's current mission was to drag them down too.
Since even the weakest Demon Gods on the Third Dimension level were joining, more will undoubtedly see an opportunity to raid Dormammu, believing themselves stronger.
This is about creating momentum, making it seem Dormammu is doomed, thus attracting the Vultures circling above to claim their share.
No matter how strong Dormammu is, can he stand against hundreds of other Demon Gods? Once momentum builds, Su Ming will achieve victory without a fight, and afterward, turn around to trick all the Demon Gods, maintaining the order of the Third Dimension unchanged...